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04/30/2009 You Are Not The Boss Of Me!I was dropping Tracey off at work yesterday when my phone went off. It was an automated robo-call telling me “Your doctor has ordered tests to be done by May.” —— And that was all it said. What?My 1st thought was “There ain’t no doctor that is the boss of me and they can just order all they want!” I decided I would call when I got home and then wondered —— Which doctor? (which, not witch doctor The stupid ninnies don’t even have the smarts to tell you the doctor who is doing the ordering about. It turned out to be the 1st one I called and the lady informed me I was supposed to get blood and urine tests done in May. I told her I was scheduled to get that done in August. She says the doctor says —— And I stopped her cold. I am the decider and I have decided they only get silly repetitive tests done every six months, not every three. In fact I am contemplating going to once a year. Damn Medical Mafia. I asked if I could get taken off the robot telephone list and she said I should ask the next time I’m in the office. I beginning to think maybe I should just find another doctor office altogether. |
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